Granny lived so far away, we only made the journey once a year.  I do not remember all of the names of the flowers in Granny’s garden as she tried to teach them to me, but I do remember the grasshoppers and the glads and the many colors and sizes of the flowers.  Her laughter and love also grew there... all images that will forever be part of my heart.

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